It took us an hour to get to my parents house from the airport, which was complete hell. My father thought it would be fun to play the question game w...th Gregory. Gregory did not seem to mind, but I found myself bored and spacing off just a bit. “Oh guess what Abigail,” my mother turned to face me from the front seat of the car. My dad and Gregory still talking. “We are home?” I asked enthusiastically, knowing it was not the answer, but how badly I had wanted to be out of that car and up in my. "So certainly no problem in that happening as she and "Big Boy" alike went into bedroom with me and both acting a bit giddy seemingly know what they were going to do.Big Boy sure as hell knew and she damn sure knew::And that being that the times I'd been involved in this all it was always having to search around for what would work perfect for lineup, comfort, etc.!Well I had certainly solved all that with a perfect sulution. I built a "breeding seatie"I found an old ottoman someone had wanted. With the best ad. I went down to his office and gave him a retainer. After that I went into the office. My secretary told me to call my wife immediately. She said Linda had called twenty times already and something was definitely wrong. I told her Linda and I were having problems. I was not going to return Linda’s calls and, for now, if she calls back, to tell her I will call her when I’m good and ready. I also called the receptionist in the front of the building and told her not to let Linda. “And Baji’s figures are 38-with cup size C, 30, 36, I can give you a fair assessment” she added. We smiled together cheekily and I started fingering her wet pussy. She took my penis in her already wet hand and started rolling her fingers around my rock hard shaft and my twitching testicles. She was constantly and lustfully watching Tariq’s long penis and soon I felt as if she was having a violent orgasm. Her whole body squirmed and I felt a spasm in her pussy lips; and contraction in her legs.